![]() I don’t mind going to the hidden room, but I can’t exactly walk.Ī fair point. But rather than confirming the request with a nod, Rozemyne simply closed her eyes. ![]() Not even in the temple could one carelessly discuss what had happened in the castle. Well? she asked, just barely managing to tap an impatient finger against the table. Rozemyne noticed Ferdinand falling into thought after glancing down at her. Not a single person in recorded Ehrenfest history had slept in a jureve for such a long time, so she would no doubt be a valuable research subject when it came to analyzing the effects of using one for such an extensive period. Her tone was bright and there was a liveliness in her golden eyes, but her muscles had atrophied so much over the past two years of sleep that they could no longer support her, so she was lying limp on a bench, completely immobile. She was clean and well dressed, no longer covered in the jureve. Ferdinand, I think it’s about time you told me what happened over the past two years, Rozemyne said with a firm look when the man in question arrived at the High Bishop’s chambers. ![]()
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